harry potter book of crimes

"You're back? Where's Maka? He didn't come with you?"

As soon as she saw the windbreaker wizard coming in from the door, Hermione immediately went to greet him.

In the ward, other people heard Hermione speak and turned to look in the direction of the door.

"He said he wanted to go back to Hogwarts first and pick up Mr. Potter." The windbreaker wizard seemed to have noticed that Ashley had fallen asleep on the hospital bed, so she lowered her voice very softly, "He

He also asked me to inform everyone to make preparations. Tonight, he will send everyone to the Burrow to spend the night."

Having said this, she paused for a moment, and then added to Hermione alone:

"Including your parents."

"Oh, no...he can't do this," Hermione heard, and immediately took a half step back, "Well, I mean, I agree with sending my parents to the Burrow, but I definitely have to stay!"

"Yes," the windbreaker wizard nodded, "Mr. McClain has already guessed that you will say that... In fact, he actually wants to respect your opinion, but this time the situation is different from before.

Therefore, he hopes that you can make a decision after carefully considering your parents' feelings."

"My parents' feelings...is that what he said?" Hermione shook her head in confusion and said to herself, "This is really a 'cunning' way of persuading."

And while Hermione stood there in silence, Ginny, Ron and others couldn't help but look at each other speechlessly.

To be honest, they don't know whether they should stay here. Because even though they have some abilities now, the previous situation shows that the power they can contribute is still quite small.

Therefore, compared with not being in the way and affecting Maka's performance, they don't know which option will help Maka more.

Seeing that Hermione was not talking, the windbreaker wizard finally said:

"Anyway, think about it carefully! If you still have different ideas after careful consideration, you can tell him yourself after Maka comes back with Harry."

Having said that, she who didn't like talking very much quietly found a place to sit down, picked up a book lying next to her and read it alone.

Not long after, Ron, who was sitting next to Percy, suddenly whispered:

"Many people say that Maca is actually very similar to Professor Dumbledore, but I don't think they have many similarities at all. If it were Professor Dumbledore, he would definitely be more supportive of our attempt to participate.

Of... uh, I mean, don’t you think so?”

"I don't think so." Fred shrugged.

"Where is the teacher who would let his students go to school to die?" George reached out and patted Ron on the shoulder, taking over Fred's words.

Hearing George's words, Ron scratched his head.

"Oh," he said with an embarrassed look, "from what you said, it seems unlikely..."

At this moment, Ginny, who was sitting not far away, said suddenly:

"I can't say clearly what Professor Dumbledore is...but look outside! I think the kind of teacher you mentioned, George, still exists."

"Oh, okay!" George was stunned for a moment, then spread his hands, "I have to admit, what you said makes sense...but Professor Dumbledore is definitely not."

"No!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Hermione, who was silent at the side, turning around and saying as if she had thought of something:

"Ron... maybe you are right."

"That's right?" Ron was still thinking about George's words at this moment. Hearing Hermione speak, he said almost subconsciously, "Are you saying that Professor Dumbledore, like Herbo, would let students die?

"

"What are you talking about!" Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "Forget what George said! I mean, Professor Dumbledore will definitely hope that we can grow up through continuous experience."

Before she finished speaking, Hermione explained:

"Actually, the biggest difference between Professor Dumbledore and Maca back then was that he was already very old. And... although this is just my guess, I have been thinking that he might have been ready for a long time

Welcome your own death."

"However, although human life is limited, the difficulties in this world are infinite, and they need to be faced by generations of living people."

At this point, she paused for a moment, then continued:

"Of course, what Ron said at the beginning is actually not entirely correct, because there are indeed many similarities between the professor and Maca. You can think back to Professor Dumbledore's deeds when he was young. He was able to do something for

Isn't this what Maka has been doing to stop Grindelwald from continuing to do evil and running to duel him alone?"

"However, a person's power is always limited. After Grindelwald was finally imprisoned, it still took a long time for the International Federation of Wizards to clean up the mess. During this period, Grindelwald's remnants were still hostile to him.

It has caused considerable harm to the entire European wizarding community."

"Maybe at that time, Professor Dumbledore already understood this truth. So since then, he has tried his best to just stand behind the scenes and guide everyone, and even personally served as the president of the Federation.

A long time.”

"……so?"

Ginny seemed to understand a little bit what Hermione wanted to say, but she obviously couldn't grasp the key point yet.

"So," Hermione collected her thoughts and then said, "Everyone knows about the current situation, including the meteorite that is about to fall on Hogwarts, the dark wizards currently causing trouble in London, and even the one that sounds terrible.

The 'Devil Summoning Technique'..."

"Obviously, Maka can't handle so many things at the same time. This is when he needs help the most so far!"

Just as she was speaking, Hermione suddenly shook her head, and then turned around and said:

"And one thing, I think I was wrong all along. We shouldn't be here to help Maka. Think about what Halpo might do if he takes over London or even controls the entire British wizarding world.

?”

…

Of course, Maka still doesn't know what Hermione is thinking, because he just appeared outside the school gate.

Speaking of which, this time the situation had become so bad that even Harry no longer considered letting him stay.

Yes, even he was thinking that Harry might have mastered the Sword of Gryffindor now and had considerable power.

"Harry?"

Walking through the deserted grass in the front yard, Maka hurried into the castle. Along the way, he asked about the portraits everywhere in the corridor, and then he realized that Harry had actually returned to the Room of Requirement.

When he opened the door to the Room of Requirement, he suddenly found that it was in a mess. Almost all the magic dolls used for dueling practice fell apart, and various parts were scattered on the floor.

And right in the center of the room, Harry himself was lying on the ground, breathing heavily.

"What are you doing? Doing some rehab for yourself?"

"Maka!"

Hearing Maka's voice from the door, he immediately stood up neatly.

"Oh, thank God, you're finally back! I'm telling you"

"Stop talking about it now," Maka said to him as she stepped over a leg of the doll that was left at the door, "hurry up and clean it up, we're leaving now!"

Harry was stunned when he heard this.

"where to?"

"St. Mungo's."

Maka didn't explain much, he just urged Harry to bring everything he needed to bring. Seeing his anxious look, Harry thought he was asking him for help, so he hurried away

I left here slowly.

But just as he walked into the corridor outside, before the door of the Response Room had even had time to disappear, he suddenly said:

"Maka, do you know the password for the lounge?"

"Password?" Maka was startled after hearing this, "Where is the password now... hmm? Is there really one?"

After seeing Harry's grimace, even though his heart was filled with worry, he still shook his head in confusion.

"Let's go! I'll go with you..." he said as he walked, "Same goes for the Fat Madam. You are the only student in the school now, so what's the use of asking for passwords?"

The Gryffindor common room and the Room of Requirement are on the eighth floor. They didn't spend too much time and quickly arrived at the entrance of the room. They looked at the wine glass in their hands knocking over and they were dozing off.

Fat Madam, Maka had no choice but to reach out and knock on her picture frame.

"Hey ma'am, wake up!"

"No, it's useless. The Fat Madam just got drunk half an hour ago..." Harry said helplessly, "Maka, maybe you don't know, half an hour ago I sat here and guessed the password for a whole hour!"

"Oh, that's really hard on you."

Maka sighed and didn't bother to sober up the Fat Lady. She directly cast the special spell to replace the portrait in the castle and moved the frame to one side.

"Come in quickly! We have to get there as soon as possible before it gets dark!"

Seeing Harry quickly walk into the common room, Maka leaned against the railing of the stairs next to her and took advantage of this gap to continue thinking about other things.

After waiting for a moment, Harry dragged his suitcase and his owl Hedwig out in a hurry, and the two of them immediately left Hogwarts.

"It seems that after sending everyone to the Burrow, we have to remember to come back again."

When Maka and Harry arrived outside the school gate again, he couldn't help but look back briefly, and then he took Harry directly to the outskirts of London.

"Oh! What...what is going on?"

In front of the gray fog that was like a barrier, Harry's expression changed again and again. He was almost speechless in shock. But right behind him, Maka just patted him gently.

arm.

"Don't think too much, you will know the specific situation in a moment... Now, take out your broom! We will have to fly for the rest of the journey."